Still moist from the shower, her breasts were slightly shiny with her nipples aroused.I literally leaped out of the couch and started kissing her as s...he dropped the rest of her towel on the floor. My right hand cupped her breasts while my left squeezed her ass. I can tell that she was excited too as her hands were busy working on my belt. It wasn’t long before I was naked too and she was lying on her bed with her legs spread wide open. I wanted to jump right into action but she stopped me. She. Now at long last I was serving Her in the way She liked most, my excruciating pain, was Her greatest pleasure. It was particularly enjoyable for Her, as She had to do absolutely nothing but sit back relax, and let Her normal bodily processes do the job for Her. She would drink a lot of water in order to dilute Her digestive juices, so that my pain, and Her pleasure would last all that longer, She could still feel me moving around inside Her, and just about hear my muffled screams as I was being. He thought he knew why, but he had to find out for sure."Why won't you speak to me?" he asked. She looked confused for a moment, then reluctantly pointed to the unconscious PeeJay."She won't let you talk?" he interpreted, and the blonde nodded."Do you want to talk?" he asked, and she nodded her head vigorously. Okay, this is a bondage relationship, and judging from the costumes, a bit anachronistic as well. Let's see... "Is trial by combat valid in your lifestyle?" he queried, and once again. She was extremely excited by thethought of what she was about to do. Between that and the beat onceagain traveling through her heels and up her body, she felt herselfslipping into the trance again. Her steps became more sensuous, her eyesa little glazed. Her expression began to ooze hunger and lust. She wasno longer just one of a crowd of pretty women. She was something more.She was a love goddess come to Earth for a night of fun. The crowd beganto take notice. Heads turned to follow her.